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Nothing much has been happening lately, which I happen to think is quite nice. Mary Anne called again last night. My mother also made sure she called her old friend Ann, from Lindenhurst. They never get a chance to get together in person anymore. The weather today, when I first left, was quite a bit colder than I like it. At least yesterday’s rain is gone though. My father was watching the big Yankee game, I think, when Uncle Frankie came over for a while. I’m not positive who was playing because I never bother with sports. Three cheers to California beauty queen, Carrie Prejean, for her stance against homosexuals’ pushing for acceptance of their sham marriages. Yesterday I read a few dozen more pages of “The Living Flame of Love” by St. John of the Cross. I ate a lot of corned beef & cabbage yesterday. Last night, I watched Fr. Mitch Pacwa on EWTN. He & his guest talked about the many significant differences between men & women. Amazingly my father just found out yesterday that very many people specifically go out of their way to request Frank Sinatra’s “My Way” as a funeral song.

Yesterday we didn’t get our usual late afternoon ten_minute storm but very early this morning, at around 3:00 a.m. we got quite a violent storm. Even now it is still drizzling. Billy came over to see my father yesterday. I’m not absolutely positive but as far as I know he only stuck around for a while. I know they most certainly spent quite a lot of time in the yard. My parents got a few telephone calls yesterday & last night. For some disgusting reason, the phone is constantly ringing anyway but these calls were from kinfolk & friends. The majority times the calls are just dead air or salesmen. There’s really no difference anyway between dead air & salesmen. Immediately before I woke up I had a very brief but very vivid dream. I dreamed I drove through a red light even though there was a police car right behind me. He didn’t come after me right away. He didn’t even bother to flash his lights & sirens. I stopped at the next red light, quite conscientiously. That’s when he pulled up next to me & yet another police car pulled up in front of me. Immediately after that, I woke up. Typically, I made sure I put in my usual amount of time yesterday practicing my guitar. My specialties lately are scales & Beatle oldies, of course. I also spent a while reading that book about St. Teresa’s “Interior Castle”. This morning when I was lectoring, as usual, at Mass at O.L. Sorrows, the lights struck me as so overwhelming I literally couldn’t even see the words in the lectionary right in front of me. I most certainly hope that was just an isolated incident.

Are there any lay Carmelites on this site? I see a lot of blogs that give the distinct impression that people are actively involved with the Catholic Church. I am a lay Carmelite in Northeastern Pennsylvania. We are part of the Province of St. Elias. It is based in Middletown, New York. This morning I went to a meeting. There was a reasonably nice crowd. I’ve decided to use this as my Carmelite blog. In it, I shall make specifically Carmelite observations. Any lay Catholic who feels as if he may have a lay vocation to either the Carmelites or some other religious community should seriously think of looking into something like this.